Almost to the top of Fenglin Mountain, there is a pavilion, called Maple Leaf Pavilion, it is rumored that a great Confucian fled here at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the original pavilion has long collapsed and decayed, and the current appearance is the appearance after several renovations.

The brand-new yellow tile vermilion lacquer is a little less ancient, but in this deep mountain, there is still a bit of fairy spirit that is out of the ordinary.

In the early morning sun, there is still a faint mist left on the mountainside, which adds a bit of mystery.

In the pavilion, when the maple leaves are red, you can see the red leaves of the mountains and the forests at a glance.

An old man in a light gray robe stood in the pavilion with his hands in his hands. I have traveled all the famous mountains and rivers in China in my life, and I have come to this steep and unprecedented, majestic and not enough Fenglin Mountain, which is a little tasteless.

On the winding path, a figure trotted up. Although it is not autumn, it is not the golden time to visit Mt. Maple Forest, but there are occasional people who climb the mountain to exercise.

The old man's gaze unconsciously fell on the figure full of youthful atmosphere, and a kind smile appeared on his face, it was good to be young.

Ten minutes later, the figure came to the Maple Leaf Pavilion.

The girl was very young, she looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a ponytail, a white sweatshirt on her upper body, black sports shorts on her bottom, and a sports backpack with a thermos cup inserted in the side of the backpack.

Her forehead was covered in sweat and she was panting, and it was clear that the journey had not been easy.

She is not pretty, but her facial features are delicate, her skin is fair, she looks very kind, and she belongs to the kind of girl who is easy to give people a good impression.

The girl also noticed the old man, and gave the old man a bright smile, revealing a row of white teeth.

Perhaps too tired, the girl did not run to the top of the mountain in one go, but walked towards the Maple Leaf Pavilion where the old man was.

The girl's voice and appearance are very sweet, and she belongs to the kind of healing smile that can dissolve your troubles silently.

Of course, the old man doesn't have any troubles, at his age, in this realm, there are very few things that can make him trouble, but the girl's youthful smile can easily evoke memories of his youth.

"Tired, come in and rest before climbing."

The girl smiled and thanked her, sat down on a chair in the gazebo, opened the thermos cup and drank water.

The old man smiled kindly: "Little girl, it's best not to sit down immediately after strenuous exercise, it's not good for your health."

The girl drank the water from the thermos in one gulp, and her chest rose and fell.

"Grandpa, I'm so tired from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain in one go."

"No matter how tired you are, you have to take care of yourself, your blood and qi are vigorous at the moment, the meridians are spurting, and you suddenly sit down and press the meridians, the flow of blood and qi is obstructed, and it is easy to attack the heart with qi and blood, that is, you are young and can bear it now, and when you are older, you will be in trouble." The old man had a good impression of the girl, and he taught him like an elder.

The girl stuck out her tongue, stood up, felt a little dizzy in her head, and hurriedly held on to the pillar of the gazebo.

"Look, I'm not wrong." The old man waved his sleeve as he spoke, and his fingers tapped a few times in the wide sleeve.

The girl felt a cool breath enter her body, and suddenly became refreshed, and even the fatigue just now was gone, and she couldn't help but be amazed, of course she couldn't imagine that it was the old man who combed the meridians of her whole body for her with a wave.

"Grandpa understands Chinese medicine"?

The old man smiled, "The longer a person lives, the more things he has seen, and he will always understand some things more or less."

, if you don't eat for so many years, won't you eat for nothing?"

The girl giggled, her voice as pleasant as a silver bell. "The old man is so humorous". As he spoke, he took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack, "Grandpa, here you go."

The old man did not refuse the girl's kindness, shook his sleeves and stretched out his dry palm, and when he took the mineral water, he faintly noticed a trace of cunning flashing in the girl's eyes. A hint of naughtiness to be precise, no malicious naughtiness.

The girl smiled sweetly and made a toasting motion in the air with a thermos cup, a little playful.

The old man smiled, opened the bottle of mineral water, raised it to her, and took a sip.

"Look at you and you're still a student."

"Well, my hometown is from Chongqing, at Donghai University." said with a playful smile: "Grandpa, guess what major I studied"?

The old man frowned and thought seriously, he hadn't thought about a problem so seriously for a long time.

"Sports"!

The girl shook her head, "No."

"Literature"?

"Not right either".

The old man guessed as he thought about it, and said seven or eight in a row, almost all the subjects he knew, but none of them guessed correctly.

The old man shook his head helplessly, "Little girl, don't be embarrassed for me, an old man."

"Hehe, I'm from the East China Sea Drama Academy, I can't guess it."

The old man was in a good mood, smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the bottle of mineral water and prepared to drink again, when his lips touched the mouth of the bottle, a not very good feeling rose from his heart, this instinctive feeling had saved his life several times, and he was able to live to this age. But strangely enough, this feeling is clueless.

"You're an actor"?

The girl shook her head, puffed up her chest proudly, looked at the mountains below, and said quite imposingly: "Not yet, but that's my dream, sooner or later one day I will become an excellent actor."

The old man slowly put down the mineral water bottle, and the qi in his body was slightly vibrated with some abnormalities, and he subconsciously asked, "You were acting just now?"

The girl turned around, with a hint of disappointment on her face, pouted and said, "Hey, I thought I was acting very well, but I didn't expect it to be a little hot."

"Grandpa, can you tell me what I went wrong?" the girl looked at the old man with a serious face.

The old man secretly mobilized his internal qi to suppress the restlessness of the dantian, and at the same time, a touch of internal qi gathered in his right palm, as long as he raised his hand, he could kill the girl in front of him in his palm.

"Who let you act"?

The girl didn't notice the old man's strange appearance at all, shrugged her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Your granddaughter, when I was down the mountain, I met an older sister in a black trench coat, and she told you that you are on the mountain, let me bring you a bottle of water." As he spoke, he pointed to the mineral water bottle in the old man's hand, "This is the bottle of water."

"Grandpa, that sister said that you are an old stubborn, and you always like to run out alone. She's afraid that you'll be angry that you know she's following you, and I'm just about to climb the mountain, so I'll drop by to give you a pick."

Seeing that the old man's face became a little pale, the girl thought that the old man was really angry, and hurriedly comforted: "Grandpa, your granddaughter really cares about you, you, at such an old age, don't play with the child's temper, you can go up the mountain with your family, your family will be worried if you run out alone."

"Your granddaughter is really filial".

The old man looked at the girl with a sincere face, and slowly withdrew the internal qi that had gathered in the palm of his hand into his abdomen.

"Hurry down the mountain, this is not the place for you".

"Grandpa, you're so angry, I, I was just joking, don't take it seriously, I didn't mean to lie to you." The girl was a little flustered and a little guilty.

"Hurry up!" The old man's face and voice turned cold.

"Grandpa," the girl felt aggrieved in her heart, and tears were about to flow out.

A gust of wind blew, and a touch of qi with a strong killing intent floated by.

The old man frowned, smashed the mineral water bottle on the ground with a snap, "Go"!

The girl trembled with fright, tears flowed out of her eyes, wiped her tears and packed her backpack, turned around three times, and when she walked out of the pavilion, she bowed deeply to the old man, walked towards the way she came, and disappeared into the jungle.

The colorless and odorless toxins enter the body and spread rapidly, quickly penetrating into the meridians.

The old man sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and made a series of handprints with his hands in the air, mobilizing the internal qi of his whole body to hunt down those poisonous gases that were rampaging in the meridians.

The wind suddenly rose in the maple leaf pavilion, and the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees rattled.

The qi with a strong killing intent was rapidly approaching.

On the mountain road, black trench coats hunted, and long hair in shawls flew in the air.

The girl wiped her tears and went down the mountain, and suddenly felt a black shadow flashing in front of her, and a cold wind swept beside her, and when she looked back, she saw nothing.

Rubbing his eyes, he didn't see anything black except for a few bushes beside him swaying loudly in the wind.

The girl couldn't help but get goosebumps, quickened her steps, and ran down the hill as if flying.

The old man looked at his nose and nose and his heart, concentrating and looking inward, as if he didn't know the increasingly thick breath, and the qi flashed in his body, driving the toxins to the dantian like a flock of sheep.

Suddenly, the killing machine appeared, and two swishing sounds sounded in the air.

Before the person arrives, the knife arrives first.

Two daggers came one after the other at the old man's temple and chest.

The old man raised one hand, flicked his fingers, and with a ding, a dagger flew out diagonally, and then with a wave of his sleeve, another dagger flew past the cuff.

With two aggressive sounds, two daggers were inserted into the pillar of the gazebo behind the old man, and the blades were submerged, leaving only the hilt.

The back of the sleeve was cut by a blade, leaving a long gap.

In the next second, the black figure had entered the gazebo.

A palm pressed down in the air and hit the heavenly spirit cover directly.

The old man turned up with one palm.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the gazebo was windy.

Gray caftan flutters, black trench coat swaying.

Under the palm, the person who came snorted, the black shadow flew upward, and when it touched the top of the pavilion, he stepped on the top of the pavilion with both feet, and swooped in from the air.

The old man swiped down with one palm, propped himself up on the ground, and moved his body out one meter to the side, still maintaining a posture of sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The black shadow stood upside down, and the moment his palms touched the ground, his legs bent and kicked out, kicking out eight kicks in a row like lightning, each foot superimposed on the power of the previous kick, and the number was superimposed, and the qi machine was higher than the wave, and the power was greater than the other. This move is Hai Dongqing's self-created move after fusing Wujiquan and Songxi Taiji's eighteen beats, with continuous internal strength and steep qi.